It’s happened again, goddamnit!
Gleeful and wilful
That infant-fingered,
Simple minded sunset-sun
Has smeared jam, cake crumbs and scrumpy jelly
Across the horizon shelf
And the ornaments there.
It’s not good enough just
To sit there grinning
Like an ape!
What will the neighbours think
If they see it? –
That’ll only encourage
Such wanton, undisciplined behaviour.
Two things have to happen now:
Firstly, somebody’s got to tidy it up !
Secondly, somebody’s going to have
To make sure it doesn’t happen again.
Don’t look at me …
I’m busy trying to find inspiration for a poem …
3/4/2013
